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Luna Iris’s POV “I want to see you squirt.” I blurted out my feelings, in the midst of my heavy breathing and deep moans. One of the reasons why I have always wanted to have lesbian sex was because I wanted to see and taste what women squirt was. “Ouuu!!! Our client for the day wants cum to run down her throat.” The Luna that was eating me out said joyfully and clapped her hands. She stood up from beneath and moved upwards to my face.

I curled them, hitting that spot I knew she loved, watching her kick and squirm. God, she was perfect. Every reaction was vocal. Every movement was a plea. Eva… Eva was a statue. Eva never reacted like this. Eva made me feel like sex was a chore on a to-do list. Olandria made me feel like a god. She made me feel like a man who was capable of destroying a woman with nothing but a touch. I watched her hungrily, my mouth diving back for her clit while I continued to finger her, adding a third finger to stretch her out.

She reaches down and rubs my clit in perfect circles while Darius thrusts harder. I moan into her pussy as my orgasm builds fast. "Come for us Liora," Darius groans. The woman grinds faster on my face and presses harder on my clit, I explode hard. My body shakes violently as waves of pleasure crash through me. My pussy clenches tightly around Darius and I moan loudly into her wetness. They switch positions, the woman moves between my legs and begins licking my sensitive pussy with long slow strokes. Her tongue feels different but incredibly good, she sucks my clit gently then harder while pushing two fingers inside me.

me a clear view of her flushed, pinkish pussy... “Oh shit! Loren’s pussy is absolutely gorgeous!” Aside from a cute clitoris, only a few layers of her labia were visible; her pussy looked just like a young virgin’s! I lifted her thighs upward and held her there while I licked her slit, which was gushing with juices! As my tongue moved up and down, I imagined I was eating out her daughter, Maryann! . . . Loren kept arching her back while I was busy sucking and licking her pussy! . . . “Yesssss! Keep going, Chrisssssss!!!!!” . . . “Right therrrrre, Chrissssss” . . “Haaa! Haaa! Haaa! Right theeeeere... right theeeeere, Chriiiiiissssss... Loren was panting heavily” . . "Oooooohhhhhhhhhhh... shi

“Everyone watching while I devour this sweet cunt.” I moaned, rocking against his hand. The visual combined with his skilled fingers had me dripping. Through the glass, the woman came hard, shaking in her bonds. Her Dom stood, freed his cock, and thrust into her in one powerful stroke. The raw fucking that followed—her bound body jolting with each impact—made me clench around Damien’s fingers. He added a third finger, stretching me. “You’re soaked. Does watching turn you on, little submissive?” “Yes, Sir,” I gasped. My hips moved shamelessly, chasing the pleasure. He pinched my nipple through the lace, rolling it sharply. The mix of sensations—his fingers fucking me, the erotic display befor

she whispered. “In our room,” I said. “Now.” We walked back to my room in silence. The moment the door closed, I sat on the edge of the bed. “Strip,” I ordered. She obeyed slowly, removing her clothes until she stood completely naked in front of me. “Sit on the chair,” I said, pointing to the wooden chair across from the bed. She sat down, legs slightly apart. “Touch yourself,” I commanded. “Slowly.” Aria’s hand moved between her legs. Her fingers brushed her clit, then slid lower. She let out a soft moan as she started rubbing herself in gentle circles.

It wasn’t a gentle kiss. The client touched him anywhere and everywhere, lips still entangled as their tongues battled for dominance, exploring their mouths. Jace’s fingers tugged gently at his client’s brown hair that seemed wet as though he’d just had a shower, a faint hint of shampoo in it. Jace’s back arched with pleasure as his client found his way into his shirt, twisting and pinching his nipples gently, and the friction produced by his calloused fingers were just right, fueling the sensation as Jace’s eyes rolled back.

Shame and embarrassment should have demanded she stop it from happening, but a puff of air from Erica's mouth pushed her into another realm where her father's voice couldn't be heard. A million sparks tingled just inside her pussy lips and spread up into her body deeper than her fingers had ever reached. She panted, feeling each taunting breath her friend released. Erica's eyes had never been as big or as green as they were now, staring up from below her black bush. The long lashes blinked slowly, then it happened. Nothing she had ever done to herself felt so wonderful. The same sensual tongue that had probed her mouth and danced with her own tongue was licking her inflamed labia. “Ahhh, oh

“No. That would be fine. A little weird, but fine.” “Why is it weird?” I narrowed her eyes. “Have you taught other women how to use vibrators?” “Of course.” “Oh.” A little taken aback by this matter-of-fact answer, I concluded, “I guess it’s not that weird after all.” Oyin smiled and reached into his case, pulling out a DVD. “This was the best I could find if we want to start with erotica again this evening. Well-made, female-oriented erotic movies are few and far between. This is a series of short films, so each is just a half hour. That would leave us more time, which might be smart if we want to practice with the vibrator before we move on to intercourse.”’

“Feel that? How much your body wants this?” The shorter woman’s fingers stroked through my wetness, slow and deliberate, coating themselves before circling my clit. “She’s dripping,” she said softly, almost to the other woman. Then she looked up at me, eyes dark with heat. “Does it feel good when I do this?” Her fingertip pressed just a little harder. I moaned again, louder this time, head tipping back against the wall as the steam and their mouths and their hands pulled every coherent thought straight out of me.